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I think it’s cool that you can see in most blogs the top posts, the ones that et the most clicks, the ones that get seen the most.

It’s interesting to me.

What’s interesting to me about my own blog is that the top post has stayed consistently my Addams Family Weird post.

I talk about the Addams Family

ba du du dum (tch tch)

and how that strange sort of weirdness, the smiling frowning that you end up doing while watching, is attractive and interesting, and I talk abut a band thatI like that makes me think of the Addams family, and I give a link to a Harry Potter/Addams Family story that I’ve read more than a dozen times that gives that smiling frownage yet again…

I’m glad that people are seeing these things I like, and that the Addams Family is apparently so popular, but it makes me wonder why this post of mine is so popular.

Is it the tagging? I DO tag a lot…

Is it just the Addams Family? Will THIS post get to be on that list of popular posts simply because of the fact that I’ll tag it with “Addams Family” simply because that’s what I’m talking about?

Is it the band? Is it the Harveste Addams story?

WHAT is it that makes it popular?

Maybe it’s the length… not too long, and not too short…

Maybe it’s just because people saw it on my top-posts page.

I really don’t know…

Another top post that makes its way up and down the top 7 is my Silver Snitch post.

On Google, searching “The Silver Snitch” has my post as the second top (as of Friday, April 20, 2012) result.

I give a link to the creators page of happenings, and it’s the post that I’ve gotten the most comments on.

Is it the Harry Potter Tags that get it? I know the site is missed… the last I heard it was a case of the creator of the site needing to get a credit card to pay for it to be up…

I’d really like to know what gets so many people reading certain posts… I know some of it is interest (my Video Vendredi Post with John Green’s Vlogbrothers video has made it to my top posts page, and I have a feeling it’s mainly because of tags like “Nerdfighters, John Green, Hank Green, Vlogbrothers… etc…) of specific parties, and I know part of it is because of my massive tagging habit, and maybe some interest in my own writing…

I’m just curious.

One more popular post is the one where I wax poetic against my bathroom-sharing roommate. The hairy one I refer to as Sasquatch in my mind due to his shedding problem.

I know roommate problems are universal in the same way that sibling and family problems are, only without the obligatory affection you have for family members.

A Nerdfighter is someone who, instead of being made out of cells and organs and whatnot, is made out of pure Awesome. Nerdfighter is like Freedom Fighter, in that they fight for Nerds, and this was made up during the earlier stages of Vlogbrothers, and most people become Nerdfighters because they follow John and Hank Green.

The Yeti mentioned in the video above is John’s wife, nicknamed as such because she doesn’t want to be in the videos. Hanks wife, The Katherine

Also;

Toby Turner is Tobuscus and is also awesome, and also plays games on TobyGames. Links to each of his 3 channels (he gets paid to make videos)

‘ship’ is you like the idea of two characters together in a relationship.

Wholock = Doctor Who and Sherlock. Apparently ‘shipped’. Another example of ‘shipping’ would be Johnlock (John/Sherlock) for any Sherlock related fandom, because I think everyone believes that there’s a bromance happening there. Other examples include Iron Man/Capt. America, Kirk/Spock, Naruto/Sasuke, and the reason why I’m using male/male ‘ships’ is because any time I hear about someone shipping two characters together, it’s usually two guys.

Hope you enjoyed 🙂

INTERESTING FACT!: Hank Green, John Green’s brother, is not actually named Hank. He’s William. His family just decided to call him Hank instead of what’s on his birth certificate. I think it’s funny 😀

My friends link me to unusual sites, videos, blogs, and pictures, and then I explore, and find more odd things. This blog is to point out the odd thins I find on YouTube.

Example: A friend let me listen to Kanye West’s Stronger years ago, and I looked up Daft Punk, and got hooked. The other day I found this video:

Followed by this.

Yes, watch through it, because though it’s weird, its also pretty darn cool. The 1st one is something BY Daft Punk, and the 2nd is done by Fans.

Example: Friends leave me confused about NerdFighters/VlogBrothers, and somehow end up showing me a couple videos by Tobuscus.

I find these:

Vlogbrothers (he has CDs for sale)

Tobuscus (Ubisoft has put this on their official Assassins Creed website) (also se his other videos, he’s hilarious) (Link to Harry Potter Literal HERE)

While watching Vlogbrothers, I find out about Nerdfighters, and end up clicking on a link that leads me to this:

And I end up watching a couple of their other musicals, and laugh.

Example: One of my friends tells me to check this video out, and I find that I like it, it not being in English not being an issue (I’ve listened to the music on her iPod, and much of it is in another language; German, Spanish (lol, Mexican, pfft!), japanese, Mandarin…), but it is still a weird video.

Alas! My dear friends seem to want me to spend all of my time on YouTube! My siblings do not help. Emma/Peanut suggests THIS bit of monstrosity!

Minecraft, while it at first seems like a low-quality game, is actually so friggin addicting! O_O

It seems as though the online community also has it out for me, as I am curiosity-ed into clicking this video by the artist Humon (humon comics in my Favourites)

I like to peruse the various pictures in deviantart, and one of my faourite artists is humon (see in my favourite links, to the right>>).

One picture she did was this one HERE and I commented that “lol, think me a dork for this, but Mr. Morse looks like thge beast from Ben 10, with some extra parts ” to which someone else replied “Which one? Most of Ben 10 is made up of beasts like this…you mean Wildmutt, the orange one? You dorky? I’m sure I’m much worse than you “

I thought that that was a rather odd thought… What really makes one bit of dorkishness ‘worse’ (or ‘better’ in other cases) than others?

Of the things that could make me ‘dorky’ (and I say this with much pride and a smile–this is not an insult), I could include that I read fanfiction, write fanfiction, watch a lot of anime, read a lot of manga, and am a huge English fan (I particularly like Shakespearian insults). Oh, I also am a huge YouTube Nerd (NERDFIGHTERS UNITE!). And that is only naming a few things off the top of my head.

I may not be as ‘bad‘ as someone who cosplays, Though I’ve gone to FanExpo, and I may be ‘worse‘ than someone who only reads fanfiction in the fact that I also write it.

In the opposite way, I may be ‘better‘ than someone who only watches anime since I also read manga, And I may not be as ‘good‘ as someone who uses regular Shakespear quotes in day-to-day conversation.

Really, I could be either better or worse for reading and writing blogs than someone who doesn’t, or I could be better or worse than someone who vlogs.

Really, I don’t think that dorkyness is a competition, but something shared.

You share your dorkyness as you share your weirdness, you share your weirdness as you share your quirks, and you share your nerdyness and all that’s included with friends and others and gain stronger friends for it.

During Frosh Week, when we went to the Bat Cave (an Alcove by Simard aptly named by a fellow dorky nerd :D) some guys behind me kept shouting things like “School SUCKS!” and “Down with NERDS!!!” and other such nonsense. The only reason I didn’t turn around and ask them what the hell their problem was–aside from the fact that I generally don’t go for confrontations unless I have reached a certain limit to my stupidity patience– was the knowledge that they are missing out.

They look down on writers (fanfiction writers, bloggers, and novelists and others) because they don’t like to read anything that isn’t out of a magazine, on facebook/twitter, or in a playboy magazine (cause you know they get those for the articles ;P). They’re missing out on some of the best books out there, and some of the awesomest people who write them. They are also the awesome people who writ songs that make you smile, like Weird Al Yankovic, and The Arrogant Worms.

They look down on cosplayers even as they look at the busty anime girls and think ‘thats hot’. They don’t see that there are people out there who dress up like these characters, and probably can’t imagine that some of the go so far as to tape their boobs to the side to cosplay a guy (see Leekaara on deviant art, HERE ), and GO OUT IN PUBLIC. You’re missing out dudes.

“You spend too much time on YouTube, and why should I know about this?” You’re missing out on SO many things, Tobuscus and VlogBrothers included.

You guys are missing out.

Dont be a NerdHater and hate nerds, be a NerdFighter and fight for nerds!

Also, You suck for deciding it’s ‘cool’ to yell about hating school and about how nerds suck. Even if we do suck, the ‘yaoi’ and ‘slash’ fans will tell you that at least they aren’t so stuck in the closet they won’t admit they swallow as well, as you obviously do.

I am currently waiting for laundry to be done, and feeling alternating feelings (no duh) of chest constricting stress and fluttery anxiety, and chest constricting anticipation and fluttery excitement.

I leave for Grundy Park tomorrow, probably at the crack of dawn should I ask Dad now, and I am starting and finishing my packing today.

Yes I’m late, but I’m a procrastinator almost by nature. I’m procrastinating waiting for laundry to be done, because a while ago, I had my laundry waiting for me to bring it upstairs, and it was sitting in front of our freezer, which was left open, and it leaked.

I moved my stuff after it got wet, and left it down there to be done again when the washer was next free.

Mold grew.

I washed it twice.

I am washing it again, to get the sour-ish smell from it before I go.

I am not packing my stuff into a suitcase, because my Mom says that it’d be easier to pack in the car if it were in these huge, 3fx1fx2f ish plastic bins, so I have a plastic bin in my room, in the hall outside of my room, one downstairs by my nearly-done laundry, and one in the front room of my house.

Scratch that, I have TWO (Three) in the front room, because I need one separate for sleeping things such as sheets and pj’s.

It feels very much so as if I should be going right now, but then the chest crushing gets tighter with the feeling of Holy-I’m-Not-DONE-PACKING! untill I reassure myself and my insane part that no, we aren’t leaving right yet.

And then the sane part of me thinks of something.

What if I forget something!!!

Insane hears this as well, and slaps Sane on the head.

It’s because we’re not done PACKING! Get to work we’ve got like an hour to get everything together and in the car!

And so I stand in front of the Door of Panic with my trusty Gandalf Wizard Staff solidly blocking the way.

From myself.

*sigh* Am I sure that there is actually an insane side, and it’s not just me?

Yes. I just happen to be strongly influenced by myInsane side when writing. Every writer has this part of them, it just so happens that mine feels the need to talk to me occassionally.

Insane people are in Sane people, and neither part are going past me to the Panic Room, because a)nothing gets done there, and b) NONE SHALL PASS!

All LOTR Gandalf the Grey jokes and references aside, I shall finish the Laundry of Impending Doom, cut it down to be hidden away in the Boxes of Plastic Containment, sealed away untill they are needed to fight the foe called Nakedness.

Shoot I gotta find myself some nail clippers, and perhaps a few more pairs of wool work socks.

Did you know that Costco has awesome underwear on sale? You wouldn’t think so, but they are comfortable.

A while ago, how many days ago matters not, Mum brought me to Costco to stock up on food items that will help in my quest of survival for the coming 2 months.

Working at a park is different from working as a Ranger in many ways, and one of which is that we don’t have chefs to cook and buy our food.

For the last couple of weeks Dad has been storing away chili and stew and hamburger patties in the freezer, either in sealed plastic bags or in Tupperware , so that for at least the first two weeks of no-trips-into-town-to-buy-food I might be able to survive. I am extremely thankful that we get a lot of freezer space at Grundy (everyone, not just me, though I’d like to believe I AM that special).

I will also be leaving with print out and digital recipes of such things as stew, easy stroganoff (which is not a loose, sexually active Swedish general), salsa-couscous chicken, and many-layered salads.

We bought juice, meat, some veggies, cookies (the important things), underwear (they’re nice 😀 Sane: Don’t SAY that!Insane: BWAHAHA!) , and a whole slew of bread for me to make my main source of sustenance for during the day: Sandwiches.

Food is packed away, and I think that I’ll go through the plastic bins tha I have already and sort out the mixes of shirts, sweaters, pants, and shorts from in them.

I will probably have way more than I need, but…

Rather have more than I need than not enough.

Right.

BUT WHAT IF SOMETHING IS FORGOTTEN???!!!

No. Grundy is 4 hours or so away, and the Parents will be visiting fairly regularly! Back!!! Back from the gates of Panic!

YOU SHALL NOT PASS!

So tomorrow I’m gone, or going, or whatever, and I’ll probably be freaking out.

By the end of the first week I’ll likely be fine, but then I’ll start being paranoid about what, exactly I’ll have forgotten.

Because I will have forgotten SOMETHING.

But that is edging around my Gandalf staff, (BWAHA!), so we shall move on.

I was procrastinating a bit earlier, reading one of the books I liberated from my Mom’s school (they have a better library, and because she’s a teacher there, she can take them out over the summer), called “The Book of Lost Things” by John Connolly. The link will bring you to his site on it.

It’s good.

Like, Really good.

Most times I can predict what will happen at the end of the book by the time I get through the first 3-5 chapters, and I had a bit of a feeling about what would happen, but so many things happened that promised a slightly different outcome, I couldn’t put it down.

Of course, since Lexy probably won’t be reading this untill I’m long gone, I can freely admit that instead of folding laundry a bit earlier, i was reading this. I put it away any time someone came down to the basement, and started fiddling with laundry.

I still got a lot done, even while reading it.

…Weird.

The dryer just made it’s “I’m-done” jingle noise (sounds a bit like a small part of an ice-cream truck’s jingle), and this is getting kind of long, so I’ll bid you all goodbye for now. Whether I post small segments about my work for the next 2 months depends on if the claim to internet access is true or not.

Ciao!

~Doodled93~

Insane: THERE’S NO MORE TIME!

P.S. Afterthought: It is now about 10:28 pm, and I pretty much have everything packed, but I look at my 2 bins of clothing, my 1/4 bin of work clothes, and my slightly bursting bin of sleeping stuff (it has a sleeping bag and pillow in it), and I feel I am missing a lot. Clothing-wise. I know I am not anywhere done my toiletries packing, as i currently have only JUST put the all-important nail clippers in my tinier toiletries bin, and I have no swim towel, no shower towel, and all of my electronics (including an EXTREMELY IMPORTANT digital alarm clock) are scattered around my house. Mostly uncharged too. Anyone else finish packing and look at your stuff and thing “nope. Not done.”? Also, pj’s is underlined in red, as well as bin. That is rediculous!